Life with Brian - Sex Stories

Life with Brian

... the idea that he didn’t really need me but that Barbara might have talked him into employing me. I tried to impress him anyway, doing the work scrupulously, and dressing as well as I could. I had become very used to having long hair by now, and so I always made sure my hair was tied back, and I was as polite as possible. It didn’t seem to matter, he always regarded me with a kind of surreptitious distrust. I tried to make sure the house was as clean as ever and that Brian always got a healthy evening meal. I didn’t want my work to interfere with that, because I was conscious of Brian’s generosity in paying for all our living expenses. I even began to clean his room as well as the rest of the apartment. One day during the course of cleaning I found a few letters and photos which Ashleigh had sent him. I idly flicked through the photos. She sure was gorgeous. I could see why Brian would still be hung up on her. I felt guilty looking at the photos for some reason, so I decided not to pry through the letters and put them back in the drawer I’d found them in. Brian’s room still had a fair bit of Ashleigh’s stuff in it. That made sense, I guess, since she had promised him she was coming back. I straightened Brian’s things up as much as I could, but I left the drawers with Ashleigh’s underwear and other stuff untouched. I didn’t think Brian wanted his life totally organised. The apartment looked great, and I saved a little money from the job, so I spent a little on a couple of ...

... minor things to brighten the place up. I was gonna buy myself some clothes with the first few paychecks I got, but I figured Brian had been really good to me and so I wanted to spend the money on stuff we could both benefit from. Brian seemed pleased with the minor changes I made around the place, and I felt good for having done it. Anyway, there were paychecks in the future to take care of clothing and other stuff. The clothes I had were worn, but who cared? John didn’t seem to care how I looked at work. I guess the benefit of running a mail-order business is you never have to see the customers. A few weeks after I started work I was in the shower when I noticed my nipples were unusually sensitive, painful even. I studied them and noticed that they looked pinker, and a little swollen. There was a little hard lump under each of them. I wondered if I had some kind of infection, and whether it was related to the weight loss. I thought I’d ask Brian, he was still only doing the pre-med course but he was the closest thing to a medical reference I had. But I was too embarrassed for the next couple of weeks. I almost asked him one night after dinner, but then I felt self-conscious and changed the subject before I got to ask anything. Then after a couple of weeks the pain went away, although my nipples stayed a bit puffy. If anything they were even more swollen. Over the next month I noticed Brian sneaking quick glances at me when he thought I wasn’t looking. I wasn’t sure what he was ...